They found both Quasimodo and Oleg Borisovich alive inside my house. The fight between Oleg and Baldur had knocked the gas line loose on my stove. As the two Russians attempted to flee the house, something had sparked, setting off the explosion. It had thrown them clear, but between the dog damage and the explosion damage, they were in no condition to make a run for it.
Zeke had kept his promise and my house was under construction, by real contractors. He was even expanding it. My mother had tried to get us to stay with her while the repairs were being done, but we had checked into a hotel, two rooms despite the fact that we were still getting married. The days were ticking away rather quickly.
Amanda Reed and Fred Reed spilled their guts on everyone they had ever been involved with. It was making the justice department very happy. They'd both been granted immunity for their testimony. It made me feel ill.
Or maybe it was wedding jitters.
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The Dysfunctional Affair
Mystery / ThrillerSomeone believes she knows a secret; a secret worth killing over. A year ago, Nadine helped a woman escape an abusive husband or so she thought. Now, the husband and his mob associates want her back, even if that means killing Nadine. While Nadine...
